Commencing A Mind Refreshing Time

The gloomy human-flesh cave of Frenzy Cloverland sluggishly dimmed out every trace of alluring violet light. Most of the half-body humanoids attached to the forging pools shut off its glistening light in the eyes and the violet sparks on the water of the pools, reverting them into pitch black.

As the cave began to fade into the darkness, Kenta, still wearing the white hood, stood hushedly and perceived his glance toward the flickering group of screens. The screens on the lower row cleanly revealed frozen clips of The Blazing Hero, Sparror commended his various moves with the fiery construct.

One video clip that allowed Kenta to gush out a gasp of fascination was the clip presenting Sparror morphed into The Dragonforge form and hastily unshackled the untamed fiery blast from the clutches of its fang. Mesmerizing at the dragon picture encouraged Kenta to excitedly howl the out loud chuckle before emitting the surging brown electricity vines on his wrists.

"I think I understood… the reason why you did this to Sparror, Phantom," Kenta murmured, embracing the overflowing excitement as both his feet and arms frigidly vibrated, "You trying to make…him more fascinating and intriguing to hunt.

"Not only he's maturing, but he has seemingly become more powerful," Kenta added enthrallingly, evoking the brown electrical strings to strangle his neck until a squirt of blood dripped out.

Kenta shakily giggled and thankfully nodded, "Thank you for everything, Phantom. I'm now ready to become my true Morphion identity."

He placed three of his clutching fingers beneath the chin of the mask and ghastly violet winds surfaced on the gaping lines on the cheeks. Therefore, Kenta dispatched his mask away from his face and unveiled the swarming brown electricity wrapped around his jaw, tingling him to let out a high pitch giggle of jubilant.

"Granlork, I assure you will be back in the day when Yurika made her concert," Kenta uttered merrily and widened his blithesome smirk, "Her special concert about Superheroes."

Kenta hoisted his surging knuckle on letting the above interior of the cave gaze upon it. Eventually, the electricities vanished as he turned around and grabbed a coin-like object from his left wrist.

A dark purplish object with the motif of a female face widely dropping her harrowing jaw was tossed down onto the flesh ground beneath him. A winding violet wormhole soothingly popped out in front of Kenta's intrigued gaze, unfolding the blurry view of his room on the middle spot the longer it rapidly spun around.

"The time for ending my mundane life is quite close enough," Kenta chuckled contentedly, nodding his head as he walked forward into the portal and said with a deep joyful tone, "I'm now very eager to see this scenario happen."

"To see, the beautiful death of Yukari on the stage," Kenta added, broadcasting more of his wondering excitement for his own future action, "At the same time I couldn't wait to play my favorite role play in the hunting."

Hence, Kenta smoothly allowed his entire body to be swallowed by the wavering portal that instantly dissolved into nothingness, faster than the blink of an eye. The disappearance of the portal also resulted in the human cave finally shutting off the blinking light of the cave, leaving the cave in endless darkness.

Inside the tidy apartment belonging to Kenta, the dark purple portal neatly respawned on the spot near the green sofa stilly stayed on the corner left. The winding portal would soon omit the room owner from the depth of the gloomy inside, especially with his stepping feet landing on the floor.

The portal quickly faded out from the naked eyes without leaving any traces, fully showing the crystal clear presence of Kenta himself as he scanned the cold surroundings of his room. The white hood was pulled away from shielding the above side of his head with Kenta hurriedly heading toward the sofa.

Kenta briskly sat down on the seat part of the sofa that softly bounce and leaned his hefty back, letting out the tiring breath away from his lung. He locked his pondering glance toward the wall above and widened his ensnaring grin, awakening the blitzing brown electrical strings to constrict his neck.

"Sparror, Sparror, Sparror." Kenta mumbled excitedly, darting his sight toward the middle above spot and projecting the fiery torch that belonged to Sparror within his enthralling eyes.

"I promise, you will be a good target for my satisfaction," Kenta remarked, disseminating the untamed electricities into dust.

Afterward, a sudden high-pitch ringtone screamed through his hearing and forced Kenta to move down his pondering gaze onto the left. He watched his phone vibrate on the wooden circular table and precisely caught the glimpse of the dark-blue screen with the white letters that exposed the name in the middle said, "Yurika".

"Yurika. What a poor girl for having a relationship with me in 3 years," Kenta muttered with a little bit of annoyance, shaking his head and commanding one of his hands on reaching the vibrating phone.

Another few hours later, a warmful orange afternoon arose within the scenery of Neo Tokyo city alongside gusting wind blowing throughout the area. A city where most of the citizens were already freed from the grasp of the evacuation room as they placidly stayed in their separated homeplaces.

Moreover, some of the bulky N.T.P.D evacuation trucks parked in front of their houses' gates and materialized the bright blue holographic stairs for the citizens to walk out from the crowded inside. Citizens who were the family members headed out from the truck as they saw the police wave their arms, guiding them to receive a complete grasp of the outside views.

Although there were a lot of citizens who still stayed in the truck carriages, some of the citizens already safely occupied their serene houses. One of the chosen houses was none other than the Akarui Household with all of the family members placidly gathered in the living room.

Even Sparror who was already maintained his human form, Hatoshi Akarui had now joined the family gathering. The schoolboy joyfully sat on the carpet beside his close partner, Yuna who gently held his hand, especially with the conversation between the house members about to begin.

The conversation with Chisato and Sasaki took the seat on the balmy sofa, glancing their stares toward him. While Hirata maintained her seat on the single chair and gazed her curious furrow precisely onto his cousin.

"I must say you did a very amazing job on…saving the whole Neo Tokyo and stopping this threat too." Sasaki professed, embracing the glimmering gladness toward his nephew as he opened a cheerful smile on his entire lips and raised congratulated thumb.

"I'm very proud of you and your achievement as the hero," Sasaki added, loudening his voice of gratitude.

Hatoshi happily nodded and spoke with overflowing tranquility closing his eyes shortly, "Thank you very much for your praise, Uncle Sasaki."

"It's good to hear that…from you…hehe." Hatoshi blissfully admitted.

"For a teenage Superhero, you are very calm…handling this," Sasaki mentioned contentedly, I hope you can keep your mind strong like this,"

"I'll try my best…for that." Hatoshi replied sheepishly.

As the flow of the conversation continued, Hatoshi switched his gladful gaze toward his aunt who recently cleared her throat. An enchanting grin of blithesome unraveled on Chisato's face as a line of tears dropped out from her eyes, attempting to let out her own praise toward her nephew.

"I'm still concerned with your life choice, but as Sasaki said, you did…a fantastic job on saving the city," Chisato remarked, cleaning her tears from continuously dropping and taking a deep breath briefly, "That's why…I respected your decision as a Superhero.

"You are truly a very responsible, kid," Chisato reassured, affirmatively placed her both of her folding hands on her chest and broadening her exuberant smirk toward the schoolboy, "I will not complain much about your Superhero activities or action."

A showering indebtedness smoothly flow through the depth of his mind as Hatoshi briskly let out an astonished chuckle and locked his soothed eyes. He indeed grasped the feeling of achieving a great thing as both of his hands shook, constantly letting out an astounding gasp from his lung.

Witnessing her close partner stunned in the deluging joy, Yuna rubbed his tightened palm and lured him to switch his serene glance toward her. She pleasantly painted her entire face with a sheepish grin and tilted her to the left, encouraging Hatoshi to exuberantly nod and gleefully giggle.

"I'm also…very grateful to you too." Yuna confessed with a gleeful tone and blithely giggle, "You and the other finally defeated the terrifying threat."

Hatoshi sighed and replied, "Well…without them I truly never defeated Mr.Cloverland and his bizarre armies."

"I quite…agreed with that," Hirata joined the conversation, marking her remarked fingers onto her cousin, "Even though I bet…you truly the most contributing one compare to the others."

"Hehe….you can say that, but without their aid, I'm very sure it will be more difficult to win," Hatoshi affirmed.

The schoolboy gazed at his shaking palm that ignited the enlightening molten surface in brief seconds, embarking the fiery exhalation within his beating heart after all of his family professed their acknowledgment of his success. Watching Hatoshi recollecting his success by soothingly clenching his knuckle, Hirata swiftly shrugged it off and declared a burst of gratifying chortle.

"You got a good point..too. I meant facing thousand of creepy armies were very tiring as..hell," Hirata exclaimed, crossing both her arms and placing her back on the comforting back of the chair as she exhaled the relieving air away, "Wow…until this day I never expected my cousin is a very competent Superhero like this."

"By the way, do you want a big reward for your accomplishment?" Sasaki returned to the conversation by providing an offering toward his nephew, "Such as maybe a new advance computer and even just money."

Hatoshi briskly shook his head and said politely, "No…thank you. I think seeing you exposing your gratitude is already a reward I deserve."

"Eh…Hatoshi, are you sure about that?" Chisato asked with a little spark of concern trembling her lips.

Hatoshi firmly nodded, "Yes…because as a hero, I didn't really care much about having a reward."

"Besides, we're going to have dinner together right?" Hatoshi guessed, "So I…guess that's the reward for me."

"You're not wrong though," Sasaki remarked, glancing his impressed stare toward Chisato who assuredly nodded.

Hence, both Sasaki and Chisato let their feeling of splendidness stream into their jolly glance onto the schoolboy. Even Yuna tenderly placed her other palm on Hatoshi's forehand, encouraging him to steer his broadened confidence glance onto her as the gushing comforts invaded his mind.

Hirata tilted her head to the right as she placed one of her fingers below her lips, starting to expose a slight wince due to sudden realization struck through her shaking eyes. She deeply declared an out-loud cough when resting her wondering finger, convincing Hatoshi to glance at his cousin.

"Speaking about the creepy Phantom guy again, did you think another…threat again from his side?" Hirata asked.

The recent question of Hirata let both Sasaki and Chisato lock their worried furrows toward their resilient nephew. While Yuna steered her asserted glares onto the schoolboy, enlightening translucent fiery torches through both of his rigid eyes for receiving the encouragement to reveal the absolute answer.

Hatoshi rigidly closed his lips and uttered, "Yes there will be another threat from his side.

"Even though I didn't know much about who exactly it is, I'm ready to face it," Hatoshi stated bluntly.

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